Chapter 29: The End of the Myth

"Guest, don't fight with it, go quickly!" The Tiger King's voice came from Yang Feng's mind, and Yang Feng saw that the Tiger King was fighting with the four doppelgangers of the leopard at this time, and the strength of the four clones was very strong, coupled with their numerical advantage, they actually occupied an absolute advantage for a while.

And now, the body of the leopard is walking towards Yang Feng step by step with a fierce look, Yang Feng didn't expect things to suddenly turn out like this, he was supposed to watch the game at the request of the Tiger King, but who knew that he was thrown on the battlefield like this?

He didn't want to participate in this competition in the first place, although the rewards offered by the Tiger King were eye-catching, but Yang Feng didn't want to exchange his life for those rewards.

Yang Feng saw the strength of this leopard clearly from the beginning, and he didn't have any confidence in this enemy.

He tried to resonate with the spirit of the god hunter in his body to fight it, but before he could come to his senses, he heard a muffled sound coming from his chest, and then he flew out again.

The speed of this leopard's attack was already beyond his reaction speed.

At this time, the cries in the audience have gradually subsided, and the orcs who did not escape also continued to sit there, maybe they still thought that this was a new trick specially arranged by the Tiger King this year, right?

When Yang Feng was still rolling on the ground, he had already successfully resonated with the power in his body, and he could feel that the punch that the leopard gave him just now made his sternum crack a little, and now, that force was repairing the cracks in the bones.

The leopard burst in front of him again with almost teleportation speed, raising its claws, the blood of which glistened with death in the light of the torches.

A fatal whistling sound came, and Yang Feng instinctively dodged, and then heard the sound of the sharp claw clutching on the sand.

Yang Feng realized the danger of the matter, if he didn't go all out, he would definitely be worse than any of the previous players.

This leopard clearly wants his life!

The high-voltage power in Yang Feng's body poured into his whole body again, and he also completed the opening of the "hunting mode" in just a few seconds.

The faint blood pupils ignited again, and the leopard was startled, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Yang Feng felt the repair of those wounds on his body, and at the same time, he was also analyzing the enemy in front of him.

There is no doubt that this leopard belongs to the swift type of enemy, and its attack speed and movement speed are at a very high level, but it just so happens that the hunting god Yagrillev also belongs to this type of speed type.

The leopard rushed towards him again, but after blessing the power of the god hunter, the leopard's speed became slow in Yang Feng's eyes, and Yang Feng turned sideways, watching the leopard's claws and body fly over his face.

The leopard seemed to be surprised by his speed, but in addition to being surprised, it also received Yang Feng's mending knife.

The moment it flew past his body, Yang Feng struck it in the abdomen with an uppercut.

The abdomen is one of the leopard's weak points, and it is a bright presence in Yang Feng's eyes.

The leopard was in pain, and when it landed, it deviated from its normal landing point and rolled to the side.

Yang Feng also found out at this time that this leopard was not so strong.

After the leopard was knocked away by him, there was another cheer from the audience.

The leopard realized that the situation was wrong, and with a wave of its claws, the four clones that were fighting with the Tiger King instantly merged into the body, could it be that the existence of those clones would reduce the strength of its body?

Subsequently, the leopard took advantage of Yang Feng's distraction and launched a surprise attack on him again, this time Yang Feng did not react temporarily, and was pounced on the ground by the leopard, and the leopard's claws pierced into his arms and shoulders, pressing Yang Feng to the ground with his own weight advantage.

It opened its bloody mouth and bit down, but all its movements were "slow-motion" in Yang Feng's eyes, and Yang Feng easily dodged his head sideways, making this guy chew a mouthful of sand.

Yang Feng knew that he was looking at the leopard in slow motion, which also indicated that he had a faster speed than the leopard, and sure enough, when the leopard spit out the sand in his mouth, his knees were firmly pressed against the highlight area of the leopard's abdomen again, and the leopard rolled down from Yang Feng with a "whoosh", holding his stomach and screaming.

After the leopard's claws were taken away from Yang Feng's arms and shoulders, the wounds on Yang Feng's body were also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Who the hell are you!" the leopard propped himself up from the ground, its deep eyes like a man-eating black hole.

"I'm an ordinary person. Yang Feng said, leaning over and running towards the leopard, but what he didn't expect was that his speed could be so fast!

He rushed into a distance of nearly four meters in the blink of an eye, and instantly arrived in front of the leopard, and he reacted almost at the same time as the leopard, they both raised their hands at the same time, one attacked, and the other defended, but Yang Feng's speed was faster than that of the leopard.

Yang Feng struck an elbow blow and hit the leopard's nose firmly, and there was another "whoosh" scream, and the leopard was beaten back several steps.

There was another shout from the audience.

Yang Feng strode towards the leopard, and now, with the leopard holding his head down and covering his nose, he could kill the leopard in an instant with a blow on the head.

But in the next second, Yang Feng realized that he was a light enemy, the reason why the leopard dared to take his head directly at him must have come on guard; sure enough, Yang Feng felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, and then, a heavy feeling also came from his back.

The three leopard clones pressed Yang Feng to the ground, pressing his body and limbs to the ground, completely unable to move.

The main body walked towards him, and its voice was as soft as a wild cat, and Yang Feng heard the sound of it stretching out its claws.

It didn't intend to leave Yang Feng too much time, and its claws stabbed down, and this blow was enough to break Yang Feng's spine.

But Yang Feng disappeared under its claws in an instant like a trick, and even those clones didn't realize what was happening, they felt that there was a sudden emptiness under them, and Yang Feng "evaporated" in front of their eyes like this.

At this time, Yang Feng was standing behind the leopard, he was panting, and he hadn't recovered from the terrifying speed just now.

At the moment when he was stabbed by the leopard's claws, he gritted his teeth and fully mobilized the power of the god hunter, and in the eyes of others, he disappeared under the leopard's claws in an instant, but for him, at that moment, he completed the four actions of knocking into the three doppelgangers, getting up, dodging sideways, and running behind the leopard.

There was a dizziness in front of his eyes, probably because this human body couldn't stand such a speed, because after he dodged just now, he really had the feeling of "people flying in front and souls chasing behind".

After a little relaxation, he felt that his "soul" had caught up, and the leopard also realized that something was wrong behind him, and he didn't look at it and turned around with a claw.

This time Yang Feng didn't expect it, this grasp was firmly scratched on his face, and it seemed to have also scratched his eyes.

After that claw, Yang Feng's eyes became pitch black, and then he felt a pain in his chest, he immediately lost his center of gravity and fell backwards, and only the sound of the leopard biting was left in his ears.

The power of the god hunter helped him alleviate most of the pain, but even so, he still grinned in pain, and he felt that all his internal organs had been pulled out by the leopard, and there was nothing in his body that did not hurt.

Soon, the cries of the audience overpowered the biting of the cheetah, and at the same time, Yang Feng accurately separated a heavy running sound from the noisy cheers.

If he guessed correctly, it should be the Tiger King who is here.

Sure enough, in the next second, Yang Feng heard a thunderous tiger roar and the screams of the leopard, and then the tiger king chased after him, and the leopard got up from the ground.

In addition, Yang Feng could hear the sound of his body repairing itself, he heard the sound of his torn muscles reconnecting together, and the sound of internal organs coming back to their original shape......

At this time, he could clearly feel that the power in his body had been called up to 100%, and even his mind was almost overwhelmed by Yagrilev's thoughts.

If he is completely submerged, he will be completely transformed into Yagrilev, right?

The powerful force from the other world was frantically repairing all the wounds on Yang Feng's body, and Yang Feng's brain was uniquely analyzing all the information of the leopard, Yang Feng knew that if his strength was concretized, his average data was around 5500, and the leopard's overall level was 1000 lower than him, and in terms of individual attributes, the leopard did not surpass him.

Including the attack power alone, that is, the leopard's fangs and claws are not as high as his fist damage!

Why, exactly, was he defeated?

The speed of the leopard is obviously so slow in his eyes, in terms of speed, Yang Feng feels that his speed is nearly two thousand points higher than that of the leopard, according to the hunting level, this leopard is only at the level of a tiger king or a lion king, but he is the one who has hunted demons......

"Are you ready?"

Yang Feng heard a voice talking to him in the depths of his thoughts, that person, or god, was standing in the rain of blood with a sharp blade in his hand, he was the god of death in the old era, and no prey could be spared wherever he passed......

His heart was beating wildly like a piledriver, and this human body was almost destroyed by the terrifying self-healing power, Yang Feng could feel that his heartbeat had stopped many times due to the load operation, and at the same time, that force then woke up his broken heart......

Everything in his body was running at its limit, and if an organ was depleted by overload, it would wake up again after a short rest......

Yang Feng knew the reason why he would lose to the leopard, that is, because the self in his heart was too kind, he obviously had the strength to dodge the leopard's attack and hit its weakness, but he always showed mercy at the critical moment......

Such behavior, in the mind of Yagrilev, is the lowest being, and such thinking makes him unworthy of being called a qualified killer, or hunter.

"I see......" he said in his nascent vocal cords and voice.

He opened the eyes of his newborn and once again saw the rioting underworld through the eyes of a god......